"Well, this kid will definitely have a hard time digesting my bluff. When he kneels down and worships, I will force him to deal with this scoundrel!"
After Yuan Langtian finished speaking, he had a look of leisurely contentment, waiting for Zhao Chu to cry bitterly, and waiting for Zhao Chu to weep and become his disciple.
Everyone should have this expression when facing a strong man of his level.
…
"You're actually passing on your skills!"
Zhao Chu also froze on the spot, staring at Yuan Langtian, motionless.
But he was anxious.
As you said to yourself, I am the savior.
You want to teach me the withered sword that kills Nascent Soul.
You want me to hold the infant-killing holy sword.
You'd rather give it.
The mirror is ready.
Hongduoya has been stuck for a long time.
Please be smarter.
I only had one month, and I was anxious as I watched 5 days go by.
Zhao Chu even said to Yuan Langtian, "Stop staring and give me credit quickly."
As a junior, I should be more reserved.
Be generous and give me the skills quickly.
…
"Why doesn't this kid kneel down?"
"Hey, he's still winking at me...hiss...what does this guy want to do? Could it be...that he's spying on my peerless appearance?"
The flowers that Yuan Langtian waited for all withered.
Are all the juniors nowadays so indifferent?
When you see the Human Emperor, don’t you know how to kneel down and worship?
You even wink at your elders, what the hell are you doing?
…
Awkward!
The atmosphere became awkward.
…
"Senior, you, uh, uh... if it's convenient for you, can you start teaching the exercises? I feel like you're quite busy too."
Finally, Zhao Chu couldn't bear it anymore.
This guy's face was so ugly that he was afraid he would vomit after looking at it for a long time.
A bit disrespectful.
"This, that... you are not going to have a simple apprenticeship ceremony? After all, this infant-killing withered sword is my painstaking effort."
Yuan Langtian was asked and began to doubt his life.
There's nothing wrong with this kid's intelligence.
"Your Majesty the Emperor, are you willing to accept me? Without a test or something?"
Zhao Chu was stunned and said.
Is this Human Emperor so careless in recruiting disciples?
Zhao Chu had no objection to becoming a disciple.
If a person wants to make progress in this life, he must grow up by becoming a disciple.
You know, the other party is the Human Emperor!
He didn't even dare to have such an idea.
"Well, the test! Yes, you have passed the test."
"I have three tests!"
"First, we must enter the secret realm of the demon realm as a human being."
"Second, we need to find information about the sixth cave."
"Third, you have to find a piece of Tianyuan treasure to start withering the wall. You have passed the assessment!"
Yuan Langtian was slightly startled.
It turns out that this is the source of the embarrassment.
Blame yourself, blame yourself.
I was so anxious about recruiting disciples that I almost forgot that I was a dignified person.
You know, an ordinary Nascent Soul Realm recruits a disciple, and has to set up countless difficulties and obstacles. No wonder he can't believe it.
Um!
It's understandable that he is still oppressed by his domineering aura.
"Greetings to Master, there is no tea here, so I will use Immortal Base Liquid as tea. I would like to give Master a cup of tea!"
Zhao Chu thought for a while, took out a bowl of immortal liquid, cupped his fists and bowed.
I have worked hard to become stronger, but I will eventually have to learn from a stronger master.
There are very few places where Shen Fusheng can guide himself.
Although there are countless demons in the demon mirror, they can only improve and perfect their skills, but cannot teach them their own Taoism.
In this way, before natural selection, I must have a master.
The first Human Emperor in the Northern Realm is the most suitable person.
This is also a great opportunity.
"Well, children can be taught!"
Yuan Langtian finally settled his worries, nodded with satisfaction, and was about to take it over for tea.
But he couldn't take it away, so he could only smile awkwardly.
These sections are not worth mentioning.
…
"Next, let's talk about the experience of being a teacher in the Qi Refining Realm and killing the golden elixir more than 1,200 years ago. With your talent, you can't even imagine that that battle was miserable..."
"I killed three golden elixirs in the Qi Refining Realm!"
Awkward!
Yuan Langtian's face turned dark.
…
"Now let's talk about my teacher's experience in building the foundation of the Heaven Code. Have you heard of 9,000 grains of destiny crystal dust? Haha, don't be surprised, don't be envious, and don't be jealous. Young people are down to earth..."
"I have 12,000... Unfortunately, 10,000 is the peak, and the remaining 2,000 is actually useless!"
Awkward!
Yuan Langtian didn't want to talk and took a sip of tea to calm down his shock.
…
"Back then, it was hard to be a teacher. I had no one to rely on. Only my parents were members of the village. So they sold a few acres of land and sent me to a monastic school. You, the children of well-born families, can't understand how poor people live.
bitter."
"I have no father or mother, I am 17 years old and I grew up eating a lot of food."
Yuan Langtian took another sip of tea to calm down his shock.
…
"Say, 1,200 years ago, one enemy was against eight, and the battle against the eight Nascent Souls was awesome, wasn't it?"
"Well, awesome!"
Zhao Chu finally stopped refuting, and Yuan Langtian breathed a sigh of relief.
This kid's experience was so weird that he almost surpassed me.
No, under the golden elixir.
The path this boy has traveled has already surpassed his own.
No, think again and the glorious record!
…
"More than 1,200 years ago, I unified the Northern Territory for my division, led a large army, rampaged through the Demon Realm, and finally slaughtered the Demon Realm. That battle was so exciting!"
Yuan Langtian was so boastful that he didn't even know what rest meant.
"This battle is described in the book."
Zhao Chu was at a loss.
…
"1100 years ago..."
"It was said in the storytelling!"
"Haha, isn't storytelling wonderful? Oh, I'm so ashamed!"
…
"Master, let's get down to business. The human race has never forgotten your great achievements."
Zhao Chu finally went crazy.
Two whole hours.
This fat man chatters incessantly, just like a repeater, bragging non-stop!
…
"Well, don't be so playful. Although my teacher is usually easy-going, when he becomes strict, he even scares himself!"
Yuan Langtian had just mentioned that he was leading the three princesses on the waves, and he was feeling very proud and his face was filled with excitement. When he was suddenly interrupted by Zhao Chu, without any warning, his expression turned stern.
At this moment, his eyebrows were as sharp as blades!
Zhao Chu nodded numbly.
uncle!
You are the one who is chattering!
Forget it, you are the master, just be happy.
…
"Withered sword, it doesn't cut the body, it cuts the vitality."
"There is only one sword, but it is enough for you to understand for a lifetime... The dead sword is different from the traditional Taoism, but it lies in refining a dead weapon."
As he spoke, Yuan Langtian flicked his sleeves, and a sickly withered grass appeared in front of his eyes. It was blowing in the wind and was about to be scattered by the wind.
"Wither!"
Yuan Langtian spoke calmly.
Zhao Chu frowned.
It's said that in kendo, what can you do with a piece of dead grass?
I have also realized that bragging has become more and more misty in my life!
…
I saw the withered grass floating softly in the direction of Yuan Langtian's fingertips, as if it was drifting with the current and might fall at any time.
Bo!
There was a wall in front of the withered grass, and it hit it directly.
Zhao Chu frowned. Don't pretend to be embarrassed. It's so embarrassing.
And the next second, Zhao Chubo was stunned, his body shook violently, and his slightly contemptuous expression was completely frozen on his face.
The wall directly cracked and shattered.
The withered grass actually maintained a lazy and constant speed and continued to float outwards, without the wall affecting its speed at all.
Bo!
Outside the door, there is a row of giant trees that are ten people tall. Each tree is too big for three people to hold, and there are 20 trees in total.
Next, Zhao Chu really saw what the Human Emperor's Sword was.
withered!
Cracked!
Crush!
The withered grass is like the source of plague. Every giant tree, as long as it comes into contact with the withered grass, will first wither in a large area.
While Zhao Chu was rubbing his eyes, the leaves were withering, and the giant tree had withered. Finally, a gust of wind blew by, and the tree trunks scattered with the wind, leaving a bare tree stump in place.
However, the speed of withered grass does not slow down, just like cutting tofu with a knife, without any obstacles at all.
It's still that lazy speed.
It still looks sloppy and might be blown away by the wind in the next breath.
But it is devastating.
Every time I passed a tree, that tree withered and then dispersed in the wind, without exception.
Then, the withered grass swayed and flew to a small mountain peak.
Zhao Chu calmed down and held his breath.
Bo!
Cracked!
broken!
Collapse!
Dispersed with the wind.
A majestic and towering peak just disappeared in front of the withered grass and turned into ashes all over the ground.
Then, the withered grass slowly turned around, as if it was tired from walking, and wandered back again, falling into Yuan Langtian's palm.
Zhao Chubo was dumbfounded.
He stared at the withered grass carefully, his mind going blank.
Behind Yuan Langtian.
Where the withered grass passes, there is already a dead silence, just like the apocalyptic battlefield ten thousand years from now.
Ice cold!
Silence!
Lifeless.
This is a flouting of the rules!
This is a kind of indifference to life!
When the sword came out, everything it touched was turned into ashes. It seemed that this place should be like this, and there was never any trace of life.
That kind of laziness that should be taken for granted made Zhao Chu feel an unforgettable fear.
What a sword that spreads the cold light across Kyushu!
Why take the head of a general out of an army of millions!
What kind of sword can kill all the people!
In front of this slow, lazy withered grass, everything is just a joke, just a claptrap existence.
"Do you understand?"
Yuan Langtian flicked his finger, and the withered grass disappeared.
"This is out of the way of swordsmanship, it should be a rule!"
rule!
Yes, that's the rule.
Except for this word, Zhao Chu could not explain the horror of withered grass.
It caused the wall to collapse. There was no violent impact at all, just a gentle and indifferent advancement.
At that moment, Zhao Chu felt that the wall was the leaves of autumn, and the dead grass represented the entire autumn.
Let the leaves fall in autumn, and the latter must fall.
This is the rule, this is the will that cannot be violated.
"You have some sense!"
Yuan Langtian became serious for the first time at this time. When Zhao Chu looked at that fat face again, there was still some brilliance of concentration and perseverance, and it was not even that ugly anymore.
"Comparing the Northern Realm to a sea, those Nascent Souls are the strongest sharks in the sea. They have no natural enemies and can do whatever they want. You monks are just some slightly stronger fish. They can eat whatever they want and kill them if they want.
"
"Sharks may conflict or fight, but few will actually die. After all, if you can't beat a shark, you can run or hide, and no one will really hurt both sides. There are many sharks nearby. Because killing
It is simply uneconomical to put yourself to death for a fellow creature of the same kind."
"And if you want to really kill a shark, you can only get out of the pond, stand on the shore, and weave an indestructible fishing net to pull the shark out of the sea. Without the sea where they depend for survival, they are like lying on a chopping board.
, can only let your fishing net strangle it to death."
"The dead sword I teach is this fishing net... The fishing net has a total of one hundred thousand threads. Your lifelong goal is to weave these one hundred thousand threads together."
Yuan Langtian didn't say anything profound, he just gave a simple example.
"Everyone is drunk. The moment those Nascent Souls jumped up from the sea, they had already seen the shore, but they were unable to go ashore for the rest of their lives... You are really lucky to have the fishing nets woven by the people who came ashore in the Foundation Establishment Realm."
"Now, will you still despise the Withered Sword? Do you still think it's ridiculous if my master says that you will spend your whole life to understand the Withered Sword?"
Yuan Langtian looked at Zhao Chu seriously, making the latter scratch his head in embarrassment.
He had just heard Yuan Langtian say that it would take a lifetime to understand the Withered Sword, which was indeed a bit of contempt and ridicule.
In fact, it's not his fault.
With his preconceived ideas and his big, cheerful head, he looks like a light bulb at first glance, so it's easy for people to overlook his power.
"Master, I know my mistake!"
Zhao Chu bowed with his fists solemnly.
The metaphor of a web-spinner and a shark may seem like an understatement.
But how can a fishing net with a hundred thousand threads be done casually? Now that I have the sword to kill Yuanying, whether I can pick it up is the biggest problem.
"Well, you can teach me...but don't get too happy too early. Maybe you will be in seclusion here for about 4 years! Although Kujian is strong, the conditions for the first step are also extremely harsh. You will be conservative for 4 years.
estimate."
Yuan Langtian nodded.
After he finished speaking, Zhao Chu suddenly raised his head.
4 years!
What a joke, Ze Yanhua is still waiting for her outside.
"You don't need to make such a fuss. For a monk, 4 years go by in a blink of an eye. These 4 years are just the introduction to the withered sword. Your real test will be in the next 4 years. Not only do you have to have the strength to kill Nascent Soul,
You still need to unify the entire northern realm, so your burden is very heavy."
Seeing that Zhao Chu was unhappy, Yuan Langtian sighed again and said.
"What are the conditions that make it take four years!"
Zhao Chu asked.
"You may despair if you tell me. You grew up in the human world, and you should have heard of the Taishang Dao Ji Chapter... The first step of the Withered Sword must be completed in the Tai Shang Dao Ji Chapter."
Yuan Langtian smiled contemptuously.
We must let our disciples know that the sky is high and the earth is high.
"Tai Shang Dao Ji Chapter?"
When Zhao Chu heard this, he looked at Yuan Langtian strangely.
"It seems that you have heard that in the entire human race, there seems to be only one loser who has obtained my Taishang Dao Ji Chapter. It is a pity that he can't even make a shark, so he was cut into pieces and sealed. It is simply a shame."
Yuan Langtian then sighed.
"Well, Master, is the trash you are talking about called Shen Fusheng?"
Zhao Chu asked.
Shen Fusheng has respected Yuan Langtian all his life. If he knew that the latter had such an evaluation of him, he wonders whether he would be angry to death.
"Well, from the news coming back from the Demon Realm, it seems that it is called this."
Yuan Langtian thought for a moment, and finally thought of Shen Fusheng.
After all, he was his so-called successor, so he deliberately remembered this name.
"Well, Master, if we are talking about the same person, that Shen Fusheng has now become Nascent Soul...and he is also one of my masters."
After Zhao Chu finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves.
Suddenly, the entire sixth cave was filled with dazzling purple light, and various deep purple lines were intertwined, making the entire cave beautiful and like a fairyland.